Tuesday, December 06, 2005

Uncertain Unsung

It all is anyway, nothing is certain, not even history. The treks and talks along this walk have been something never forgotten. The faith in the weird world will be written. I desprately want to forge ahead to New Mexico but the dollar signs are drooping drasticly. New Micerles happen life works correctly, no matter what I'm not scared. The temptures even in the southern parts of New Mexico drop down towards the 20s. My experience in Idaho make my bones shutter but my mind heats foward. The coin is in the air and I'm calling it good.

PS to B. at Hinckley Dodge, thanx for the discount love baby!
Joy to the world, all the boys and girls, joy to the fishes in the deep blue sea, joy to you and me...

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